So, I conquered the biggest journey I’ve ever made (whilst driving myself); it was unbelievably like a roller coaster and though it is one of the biggest cliches ever, I completely agree with it. The lorries (as the title suggests) did scare me a little but driving fast was so freeing! And I know that even though the biggest part of my journey was actually only 20 mins long, the 4.5 hr journey was what was my accomplishment!
As for the interview, at the time I was just so exhausted (and having only had a cup of tea…) and clearly a little on edge that I couldn’t help but talk at the speed of light. At the time, I just wanted to pour my heart out and put my enthusiasm across as much as possible; but now that I think about it, it may have been a bit too much.
And by that I mean; I was clearly too fast but that made me talk with my eyes really wide (I must have looked like a psycho), and to make matters worse I had a smile on the entire time (even when I should’ve looked serious!). I can’t really say how it went, though if I analyse it more it’ll probably just depress me. But I do have to say that it was a great experience and the university is absolutely gorgeous. Now it’s just a matter of waiting until the end of March (Gosh, it’s almost the end of February; Dad will be back soon!).
PS. I can only say the title twice before slurring! And I’m not even drunk!
Ramblings of a Muffintop 